don't hand me no lines and keep your hands to yourself...

Saw some old friends at church this morning.

Kid I grew up with who's getting married soon and my Delayed...Reaction partner who is going to make a teen camp appearance, but just for a day. Probably not enough time to write a song and film it, but it'll still be fun to jam out for a while. 

We didn't write a song last year, as he is all grown up and married now I'll have to find a new partner and revamp D...R. 

Cause it's just not D...R without him. 

He's the Hamilton to my Jane Fraser, seriously man. 

Anyway, after that was the extended family extravaganza. 

And I'm awful because I could maybe tell you the names of about 10 people there total and they all sat at my table. 

Except my great aunt. 

But we had fun, joked around with my brother, favorite (and only) sister-in-law and their kids, plus my mentor, parentals, and my uncle the artist and his wife. 

Gotta send a shout-out his way as he actually reads this thing. 

Got some good advice from him and his wife today about the stress madness that will be this fall/spring. 

I'll get through it, got a lot of people rooting for me. 

After that it was all HeeHaw. 

For serious, I went home and worked on skits and then Dad got there and was like, "I taped a bunch of HeeHaw episodes and have them set up for you."

He neglected to mention that "a bunch" meant 62 episodes, all set so that when I hit play they immediately started the "where oh where" skit. 

He either really loves me or he really loves HeeHaw. 

I got through about half of them and left with about 15 minutes of HeeHaw recordings on my phone. 

It would have been 20 but my phone went, "seriously?" and decided to freeze instead. 

Anyway, spent about an hour listening and typing them up, plus transcribing the ones that Dad had already written out. 

I didn't know it was possible to have worse handwriting than my own. 

Even Mentor makes fun of my handwriting and she was the one that taught me how to write in the first place!!

My Kindergarten-like 3rd grade teacher (plus art and english after that) now turned fellow camp Skits & Worship leader. 

Who keeps wanting to pass the baton, but I will have none of it. 

Cause she will forever be the mentor. 

We attempted to write a song last year and ended up with just another verse to "Oh Lord of Light". 

You can read 2G's version of that here: My Life in Closed Captions: 2G's version of Oh Lord of Light

Not the one we taught the kids, but it's the one that 2G took away from the experience. 

Speaking of 2G, the golf tourney is quickly approaching. It's on man, we practiced and everything. I even bought some tall tees and bright yellow Spongebob golf balls. 

Because he annoys me which will motivate me to beat him to a pulp and hit him farther. 

Alright, I'm all skits'd out. I'll finish them tomorrow. 

Or the next day. 

Or Thursday night like always. 

But that's okay cause I'll be there earlier this year and I'll bring my printer like last year. So much easier to pass out copies when you have more than one. 

"Keep Your Hands To Yourself" Georgia Satellites

song just reminds me of Sweet Home Alabama

"you have a baby. in a bar."

Gonna turn on some Wipeout and crash. 

Ha.

You can take the girl out of the honky tonk, but you can't take the honky tonk out of the girl.

"Spy High-Five."

New shopping strategy:

Go shopping when you have to go to the bathroom.

You get what you need and you get the hell out of there.

No unnecessary spending.

So I got the flippin' 200 juice boxes.

And more pretzel logs. And I'll stuff them tomorrow and be done until the 1st.

Super stoked to start my day at the home branch.

It's morning there, then lunch, then back to the work branch for lots and lots of TAB prep stuff for the kickoff party.

After that I'll be ready to come home and crash.

Today was good though, got to jam with some of my favorites. Though it was mad crazy, ALL the time. But Summer Reading tends to do that.

Adopted Little Sister and her actual little sister stopped by today as well so got to chat with them. Always fun to see friends hitting up the library.

And I braved the vending machine again. Last time I tried anything aside from pop this happened: Just Say No! To Vending Machine Orange Juice

So I tried tea this time. I told the Newest New Guy that if I keeled over and died this is what caused it and to never follow my example. But it turned out okay. Might be my new morning thing actually, kinda diggin' it. And it's cheap. And it's there. And I don't have to drive places. To pick it up.

What else was good about today?

Oh yeah, one of our summer people is back. For the summer. Obviously. But she's fantastic and lots of fun to train. And she works at the home branch as well.

Song of the day:

Cool cover.

"Sweet Home Alabama" Igor Presnyakov


Did it.

PS - I'm back to Chuck. Got the fifth season a couple weeks ago but have been putting it off as it's the final season. Which means once I watch it then it's officially done. And I don't want it to be officially done. Same reason I have yet to watch Women's Murder Club unaired pilot. Cause I've seen all the aired stuff. This way there's still something and it's not over and done with.

"honey, you're scaring me."
"just keep it moving."

Ellie is planning Chuck's wedding, scaring Morgan and Awesome in the process. I'm on last disc of season four. I always keep the last disc unwatched when I'm waiting for the next season to come out on DVD. Cliffhangers are just mean.

OUT!